There is a myth doing the rounds
That we no longer have a need
For a conscious revolution
There is a myth doing the rounds
That radical politics is reactionary
For a civilized population
There is a myth doing the rounds
That Black people have become racist
For a theory of evolution
There is a myth doing the rounds
That Black women are too angry
For a role of reproduction
There is a myth doing the rounds
That continental Africans are ready
For a project of neocolonization
There is a myth doing the rounds
That queers are poster children
For a large-scale demonisation
But this the programme for the future
We refuse to sing love songs
In the midst of hate crimes
And
Africa will no longer be a woman
Embodying fourth-nationalism
The programme for the future
Will entail the criteria for admission
And
By the time we are done with you
You will understand our need
For a revolution
In world beaten into submission
Warped by the vagueness of a prefix
Post-race
Post-sexism
Post-Black
Post-Patriarchy
As if the postcard in your post office box
Did not box me!
